Chapter 25 Childish Actions
The metallic tang of blood filled Brooklyn's mouth, yet Sebastian showed no signs of relenting. He seemed hell-bent on utterly subduing the woman in his grasp before he would consider releasing her.
"It hurts..."
At the sound of her soft plea, Sebastian instinctively moderated his actions.
Simultaneously, Megan was rooted heavily on the steps leading to the entrance of the Royal Club. Her teeth ground together as she glared at the entwined figures leaning against a car.
In her hand, Megan's phone screen glowed, showcasing the missed calls she had made to Sebastian. She had tried reaching him several times, but he hadn't responded to any of her calls, as if he hadn't heard them at all.
She refused to believe that Sebastian would forsake her for the unromantic Brooklyn.
Elsewhere, Quinn's car hadn't ventured far. He had merely turned around and parked across the parking lot. Through his car window, he had a clear view of Sebastian and Brooklyn's actions.
With a turn of his head, Quinn ignited the car and drove off, seething with anger.
By this time, all the lines in the main building had been restored, and the glaring lights once again illuminated the dark night sky, starkly revealing the two figures in their sight.
Brooklyn, in a state of panic, pushed Sebastian away.
They were now in plain sight, and being seen would be mortifying.
Sebastian's large hand clamped onto her shoulder blade as he bent down to scrutinize her, a cold snort escaping him.
A flurry of emotions welled up in Brooklyn's heart. She gazed at Sebastian's handsome face in disbelief, her swollen lips parting to speak, "You..."
She wanted to question his earlier intentions, but Sebastian cut her off.
"Don't overthink! I'm not interested in you!"
The faint joy she had just experienced was once again entirely snuffed out. Brooklyn found herself both loathing her susceptibility to his influence and laughing coldly, "That's great, because I feel the same way."
Sebastian's eyebrows barely twitched, and then his face hardened. "Get lost."
Brooklyn clutched the hem of her clothes, suppressing her anger and grievances from welling up in her eyes. But... just as she was about to retort, she caught sight of Megan, who was eagerly anticipating her humiliation. The intense hatred she had just felt abruptly evaporated. She smirked, raised herself on tiptoes somewhat awkwardly, and took the initiative to kiss Sebastian's thin lips.
Sebastian was clearly taken aback. What was this woman doing?!
After breaking away from his lips, Brooklyn saw Megan's face turn a ghastly shade of white with rage. Brooklyn patted his chest, grinning like a triumphant princess, "The most coveted eligible bachelor in the country, and this is all it feels like."
With a sarcastic remark, Brooklyn willingly withdrew from Sebastian's vicinity and maintained a short distance from him. The night breeze blew, gently lifting her long hair and skirt.
Sebastian's irate gaze shifted slightly, noticing the blood-soaked bandage on her knee, a vivid shade of crimson.
"Sebastian!"
A gentle and sweet voice echoed from nearby, abruptly shattering the delicate atmosphere between Sebastian and Brooklyn. Megan's high-heeled shoes made a clacking sound as if she intended to trample Brooklyn with a single step.
Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his gaze moving away from Brooklyn's knee.
"Sebastian, the circuit has been fixed, and the guests are waiting inside. You are the host tonight, you can't leave the guests, wasting time for someone unimportant, right?"
Brooklyn linked arms and looked at Megan's fawning demeanor, lightly smiling. "It seems like I, the 'hostess' have encountered the hostess of the night. Do you think I should trust you to take care of my leading man, or should I ask you to mind your own business and not provoke me?"
Megan raised her chin, coldly chuckling several times. "Brooklyn, what are you proud of? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you bear the title of the Kingsley family's hostess? As long as Sebastian utters a word, you will immediately fall from this position!"
Brooklyn glanced at the expressionless Sebastian and her heart turned cold. "I wish that were so."
With her robust self-esteem shielding her last shred of dignity, Brooklyn would rather lose gracefully in this three-person competition.
When Sebastian heard Brooklyn's words, his face twisted in displeasure.
Ignoring Sebastian's gaze and Megan's sarcasm, Brooklyn straightened her back, enduring the pain in her knee, and walked away with long strides.
The anger in Sebastian's heart was easily ignited by her, but his gaze lingered on her figure for a long time. Brooklyn's knee injury was severe!
Megan clasped Sebastian's arm with her slender arms and smiled softly. "Sebastian, why is this woman bothering you again? Sebastian, did you see her arrogant demeanor just now? Does she really think she's someone important? Can you tolerate her audacity?"
"Sebastian, why don't you just get rid of her?"
Sebastian had been ignoring her previous words, but when she said the final sentence, his gaze turned cold as it swept over Megan's eyes. Megan was instantly startled, her face turning pale.
"Watch your words."
"I...I'm just worried about you..."
"Do you think I need it?" Sebastian's voice was exceptionally cold and ruthless.
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